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by Matt Marshall


Gone

Down the (barn) path (storm) was a (barn) cat perched upon a (storming) step the concrete cut as by (barn) slate shingles shard (barn) a chip raw (storm) he stretched and (storming) licked the outstretched paw as (barn) if ages drifted (barning) into seconds and (storm) vice versa the lazy (barn) (storm) paw returned to concrete (stormed) a statue then looked (barnacle) or east to (storms) then back (storms) then down by a (barn) reflexing up (barn) looked (stormed) to the (barn) yard shot across (storms) abuses and (barns) neglect considered (barn) it quietly (stormed) then was distant (storm) the (barned) his eyes a (storm) (barn) yellow radiating (storms) quietly the grass (barn) green tossing (barn) waves (storm) in an evening’s cold (barn) respite brewing (storms) over distant (storms) (barns) fields and ears of (barn) colored (storm) corn fur breaking him (storm) from his (barn) considering to shake (barns) vigorously from (storms) between them thoughts (barned) perhaps of what (stormed) once (barn) was perhaps before terror (storms) caught it to ruin.